Morbius part 3
Morbius: Zzzzzzz…
Doctor: Oh my god!
Dr. Connors: Somebody call the police!
Morbius: Huh?
*Morbius wakes up to hear panic in the hallways. Thanks to his super hearing he heard that from all the way from his office.*
Morbius: What?
*He goes to investigate and sees a dead nurse. A nurse he used to work with.*
Morbius: No…
Gwen: Her body… those puncture wounds on her neck…
Dr. Connors: It's set and dried. It's like all the blood was drained from her body.
Morbius: … Oh shit
*Morbius goes back to his lab to pack up and escape.*
Morbius: Okay, I'll need this. Some of this…
*He grabs blood packs, some equipment and a thermometer.*
Morbius: Okay…
*He sets his watch and then leaves the lab… but passes by a room full of sick children*
Child 1: Dr?
Child 2: Dr!
Child 3: *cough* Where are you going?
Morbius: … Kids.
*He goes inside the room filled with sick children, but one thing is very noticeable. These children are all hooked up to the same machines that Morbius needed when he had his blood disease.*
Child 1: Dr. Mitchel, where are you going?
Morbius: Oh Anna, I'm sorry. I was looking for a cure. For all of us.
Anna: It worked?
Morbius: Yes. For you, for Robert, for Alec. For everyone with our disease… but it's not a cure. It's a curse.
Robert: What's a curse?
Morbius: It's bad luck that hurts people.
Alec: That sounds bad! Are you hurt?
Morbius: Yes. And I've got to fix it.
Anna: Oh… I thought you finally could've cured us.
Morbius: Again, I'm sorry Anna.
Anna: I don't wanna be in this bed anymore.
Morbius: I know.
Robert: When you come back, will you find a cure instead of a curse?
Morbius: … I promise I will. And I always try to keep my promises…
*Flashback*
Martine: Dr. Morbius, it's an emergency!
Morbius: You could just call me Mitch-
*An ambulance is heard outside and the paramedics rush in on small children who are suffering from Morbius' blood disease.*
Morbius: Oh shit… get them to my floor, NOW.
*They are rushed to Morbius' lab quarters.*
Martine: They were rushed in here, transferred by another hospital, they didn't know what to do but they figured you might be able to help them.
Morbius: It's okay, I know what to do. We must first administer essential oils, or they're gonna start going into shock!
Nurse: How will oil work!?
Morbius: It's medical oil, it helps keep healthy blood cells alive for 24 hours now go!
Nurse: Okay!
*She rushes as Morbius proceeds to help the children from going into a seizure caused by decomposing heavily mutated blood cells.*
*A few hours later*
Robert: Oh… where am I?
Alec: Hospital?
Morbius: Good, they're awake.
Anna: You're not our doctor.
Morbius: Uh, actually I am. You were all transferred here. Unexpectedly. But I'm keeping you all alive with those machines. Don't try to mess with them.
Anna: Huh? Why?
Morbius: Because, those essential oils are producing substitutes for healthy blood cells.
Anna: Is itt a cure?
Robert: Medicine?
Alec: I don't feel comfortable.
Morbius: No, it's only to keep you alive. And needs to be changed regularly. But your disease doesn't go away. You all have Aplastic Anemia.
Robert: Aplat- Aplat- Aplatquick Mia?
Morbius: *chuckles* Aplastic Anemia, it's a blood disease where your body doesn't produce enough healthy blood cells. And the oil from your machines is like life support. It helps preserve your healthy blood cells but doesn't produce more, it just keeps your current blood cells from dying. But, uh, it's only temporary and needs to be changed regularly so it's not exactly a cure.
Anna: Oh.
Robert: What's a blood cell?
Morbius: Right, Well a blood cell is what blood is made of.
Robert: So what's a cell?
Alec: Is it a pokemon?
Robert: Wait, isn’t he that Dragon Ball Z character?
Morbius: Well… think of your body as like a building. Cells are like tiny workers that keep the building functional. Containing blue prints for every room… these blue prints are called DNA. And it's who you are.
Alec: Woah… I have workers inside of me?
Morbius: Not just inside, but outside.
Anna: I know what cells are, they aren't workers, they're tiny animals.
Morbius: That could work too, I was just using a metaphor.
Anna: I know.
Robert: What's a metaphor?
Morbius: It's using your imagination to explain things. For example, I'm as pale as snow.
Alec: You are pale!
Anna: Do you have the same disease.
Morbius: Yes. I do.
Robert: But you're a doctor! Doctors can't get sick.
Morbius: Well sometimes they do.
Alec: That's scary…
Morbius: It's not so scary when you think about it. I became a scientist despite my disease. Accomplishing stuff even when you're not that strong, means your stronger.
Alec: Woah…
Robert: A metaphor!
Anna: When do you think we'll be able to go home?
Morbius: Well… I don't know.
Anna: Oh…
Morbius: … But hey, I've been making these for you guys.
*He makes paper origami for the children.*
Alec: what is it?
Morbius: It's a bird. For you, this is a turtle.
Robert: I like Turtles.
Morbius: And Anna, you get a bat.
Anna: Why a bat?
Morbius: Because despite being tiny, bats are strong. And if they have a purpose, everyone has.
Anna: … Thank you.
Robert: Yeah thanks, Doctor!
Alec: My bird goes tweet!
Martine: You're good with kids.
Morbius: I am?
Martine: Yeah. You calmed those kids, ease them, make them feel comfortable even though they're practically dying
Morbius: That's morbid.
Martine: I'm saying, you're like a father figure to them. Almost.
Morbius: I don't know if I'm the father type to be honest. Don't even know if it's possible for people like me to remain fertile. But that's trivial. I have to find a cure. Fast. Or those kids will die.
Martine: Morbius, your cure for pancreatic cancer was a success! Why are you still chasing after an incurable disease?
Morbius: It's not about that, I was trying to figure out how to cure Aplastic Anemia, and I accidentally found the treatment for that type of cancer.
Martine: A guy who can discover a cure for cancer by accident is the type to understand when to give up.
Morbius: Well I'm not giving up. For those kids, for Milo, for EVERYONE with my disease!
*2 days later*
Announcer: Dr. Mitchel Morbius has completed his doctorate and received 4 Phds at the remarkable age of only 14 and began working at the prestigious Oscorp at the start of 16 and became the 4th most intelligent person on the planet. His development of chimera cells have been used to deal with severe stages of pancreatic cancer. Providing a cure. Chimera cells have been used to save as many lives as penicillin! And further research can potentially find cures for other types of cancer as well. Mitchel Morbius, please step forward to acknowledge the receipt of your prize. From his majesty, the King of Sweden.
*Everyone claps, as Morbius walks to the stand of the award ceremony and…*
Anna: I can't believe you dissed the king.
Robert: He didn't just diss him, he dissed everyone!
Alec: The king and queen!
Morbius: And their loyal subjects, Scandinavia, and the entire scientific community. Pretty sure Tony Stark is pissed at me.
Robert: Iron Man?
Morbius: Yes. The Iron man. BUT! Luckily, I kept the program so you guys can stay.
Robert: Yay!
Alec: You're still looking for a cure, right?
Morbius: Yup.
Anna: But still, who disses the King and Queen?
Morbius: Well you 3 know… I have issues.
*Martine walks into the room.*
Martine: May I come in?
Morbius: Uh yeah.
Anna: Hi Dr. Bancroft!
Robert: H- HI!
Alec: Are we gonna play?
Martine: Oh I'm sorry; kids not today. Now that Dr. Mitchel is back you should try losing for a while, see how that feels.
Morbius: Not gonna happen.
Martine: Morbius may I see you for a minute?
Morbius: Sure.
*She whispers to the kids*
Martine: Dr. Morbius is in trouble!
*She leaves; but Morbius is a keen listener.*
Morbius: I'm in trouble…
Robert: Yup.
Martine: "I can't accept the Nobel prize for a byproduct of a failed experiment, American scientist rejects Nobel Prize".
Morbius: I wasn't even born in America.
Maritne: You found a cure for cancer!
Morbius: Correction, I found A cure for A type of cancer.
Martine: That could lead to more research to find more cancer cures!
Morbius: I'm sorry did I mansplain?
Martine: Don't pull the gender card Mitchel, who in the world rejects a high honor like that!? It's practically the holy grail!
Morbius: Hehe, you should see Dr. Jones' research on that. He's actually trying to find it. I should know, he's like my dad.
Martine: Quit trying to dodge the subject! Why would you do that!?
Morbius: Because it's not my goal. I don't care about the fame. Nor the money or the prestige. It's not a reward. I care more about saving the lives like those kids. Like Milo. Like Loxias. Like Me. Like everyone like me. That's my reward. When we're all saved.
Martine: … Okay, I can respect that. But still, you could've at least pretended to be happy.
Morbius: Yeah no. That would be lying.
Martine: You lie a lot.
Morbius: Cannot confirm or deny that
Martine: *chuckles* No comment?
Morbius: "I did not have sexual relations with that woman"
*They both laugh as they get back to work. Morbius is determined to find a cure to save everyone who is like him. His dream…*
*End flashback, Morbius makes Origami dragons to the 3 children with his disease.*
Morbius: A wyvern for you Robert. A Chinese dragon for you. And Anna, for being the best big sister for these 2 boys you get the noble dragon.
Anna: Woah! Thanks Dr. Mitchel Morbius
Morbius: Goodbye kids. For now. I'll be gone for awhile
Robert: When will you be back?
Morbius: I don't know. But always remember, I keep my promises.
*Morbius then leaves the 3 children. He knows Oscorp will take care of them in his absence.*